Yin Fan raised a hand to touch the mask on his face. It felt warm and smooth, like wood yet also like jade, but was very light. It seemed to be made from a type of spirit wood Wu Fei had taken from the inheritance grounds back then...
"This mask..." He looked at Wu Fei, delight hidden in his eyes.
"I made it myself." Wu Fei had indeed made the mask himself, and the person receiving it needed to understand the sentiment behind it.
"This mask is made of illusion concealment wood. It not only covers your face, but also conceals your aura," Wu Fei said calmly.
Sure enough, the delight in Yin Fan's eyes deepened.
While things were rather tender here, all hell had broken loose outside the Flame Spirit Realm.
The Heavenly Dao Assembly had summoned more than a dozen of the cultivation world's most powerful righteous sects, so all of them had learned that the Heavenly Sword Sect leader's True Disciple was actually the Devil Venerable Yin Fan?
And the reason Yin Fan had turned to the demonic path was actually connected to a prophecy from a Heavenly Secrets Fate Disc. Moreover...
This Devil Venerable had even whisked away the Buddha Spirit Sect's Buddhist disciple, who was said to possess an innate exquisite heart??
How could someone with an exquisite state of mind be so easily bewitched by a Devil Cultivator? Some speculated that the Buddha Spirit Sect's Buddhist disciple might be trying to persuade the Devil Venerable to abandon evil and return to the righteous path.
Others dismissed this, believing that Devil Cultivators had committed countless atrocities, and that even turning over a new leaf could not wash away their karmic debts...
There were all sorts of differing speculations.
Meanwhile, the Heavenly Sword Sect and numerous other sects laid an inescapable net outside the Flame Spirit Realm, waiting only for the month to end so they could trap and kill the Devil Venerable.
Many sect leaders, including the Heavenly Sword Sect leader, also entered the Flame Spirit Realm in person, solely to hunt down the Devil Venerable Yin Fan.
Witnessing this, Jingguan knitted his brows. After a moment's thought, he followed them into the Flame Spirit Realm.
The cultivation world's greater good and Devil Cultivators had nothing to do with him. He cared only about his disciple...
Though Wu Fei and Yin Fan did not know what had happened after they left, they could guess most of it.
"The Flame Spirit Realm doesn't prohibit Mahayana Stage cultivators from entering. The Heavenly Sword Sect leader certainly won't let this go."
Wu Fei reminded Yin Fan.
"Mm..." Yin Fan nodded casually, his attention almost entirely on the silver spirit fish he was turning over the fire. As the flames roasted it, the dripping fat sizzled.
Meanwhile, the Blazing Cold Sword, which its master had summoned to light the fire before tossing it aside, bent its blade aggrievedly. Then it quietly flew over to the Buddhist disciple sitting upright as he fished, rubbing affectionately against him.
Wu Fei lowered his eyes slightly and stroked the blade with his free hand, a trace of amusement flashing in his eyes. Using a spirit sword made from the exceedingly rare Blazing Cold Tree to light a fire-only the protagonist would do something like that.
Yin Fan paused in the middle of roasting the fish and looked up at Wu Fei.
"Senior Brother Wu Fei, the fish is ready." As he spoke, he secretly recalled the Blazing Cold Sword, his movements a little rough.
Noticing what he had done, Wu Fei raised an eyebrow slightly. Jealous of even a sword?
He accepted the fish Yin Fan handed him. The silver fish, rich in spiritual qi, had been roasted to perfection. The wood used to roast it was a type of spirit wood with a distinctive fragrance, which had seeped into the fish along with the smoky aroma, making his mouth water.
Unlike mortal monks, Buddhist cultivators did not have many dietary restrictions, so they could eat meat.
Yin Fan also picked up a roasted silver fish and asked, "What do you think, Senior Brother?"
"Not bad." Wu Fei nodded slightly. "We can catch some more to take out with us."
The silver fish could be considered a specialty of the Flame Spirit Realm. They were delicious and rich in spiritual energy, but extremely crafty and difficult to catch.
Unfortunately for them, they had encountered someone like Wu Fei, who was born with cheats. Exquisite heart power was immensely attractive to them, and they all eagerly crowded around Wu Fei's fishing rod.
Out... Yin Fan paused, then looked steadily at Wu Fei. "Then, once we're out, this venerable one will keep roasting fish for you..."
Wu Fei's gaze swept over his clenched fingers. He leisurely finished the fish in his hand, then summoned a stream of clear water to clean his hands.
Without raising his head, he asked slowly, "Could it be that the Devil Venerable intends to abduct me to the Devil Domain?"
Author's note:
Offering oneself to a devil, as the Devil Venerable imagined it: Wu Fei endlessly chanting Buddhist sutras in 360-degree surround sound.jpg;
Offering oneself to a devil in reality: the literal meaning, of course, hehehe;
Thank you all so much for your support. I'll keep working hard!
Chapter 16: Fleeing to the ends of the earth
Yin Fan was slightly startled. That was indeed what he had been thinking. If Wu Fei refused to return to the Devil Domain with him, he would simply abduct him.
One look at his expression told Wu Fei that he had guessed correctly. He calmly raised his eyes, waiting for the protagonist to admit it himself.
"Senior Brother Wu Fei knows me so well..." Yin Fan gazed deeply at Wu Fei. Though he addressed him as "Senior Brother Wu Fei," a trace of gloom lurked in his seemingly gentle smile. "In that case, will Senior Brother return to the Devil Domain with me?"
"Has the Devil Venerable forgotten what I said in front of everyone?" Wu Fei asked.
Then he sighed softly. "I would like to take the Devil Venerable back to the Buddha Spirit Sect, but I fear that if I did, my master and fellow disciples would lose their peace and quiet. So..."
"My only choice is to accompany the Devil Venerable back to the Devil Domain."
After all, he was going to offer himself to a devil...
The moment he finished speaking, the Devil Venerable's previously gloomy expression immediately relaxed, and his clenched fingers loosened a little. Smiling, he said, "I still remember that Senior Brother promised to accompany me to the highest mountain in Heavenly Clear City to see the night view."
"Senior Brother hasn't forgotten either, has he?"
Give him an inch and he would take a mile-that described people like Yin Fan. Yet Wu Fei actually found him a little cute. He nodded. "Of course I haven't forgotten."
The mention of Heavenly Clear City reminded Wu Fei of Yin Fan's past. Because of a so-called prophecy, more than a dozen leaders of the righteous path had stood by and watched Devil Cultivators slaughter the entire city, leaving only the protagonist, whom his father had hidden away.
The Heavenly Sword Sect leader and the others had thought themselves well concealed, never imagining that the protagonist possessed the exceedingly rare myriad spirits body. Even before embarking on the path of cultivation, he had been different from ordinary people.
Through a layer of formations, the young Yin Fan had taken in the brutal Devil Cultivators, the wretched citizens of Heavenly Clear City, and the indifferent faces in the void.
His parents and clansmen had all died, yet those who had coldly watched it all had then hypocritically appeared to save him and taken him as a disciple.